With his man straight from Raleigh Durham, he recognized Kojak I slapped him five, Masta Killa cracked his tiny form E'rybody break bread, huddle around Guzzle that, I
track] [Ghostface Killah:] Congratulations, we have refreshments and glass bracelets Avian water's ya choice, put ice I'm missing a g-note, fixed price
, E, F, G, H I got a gal in Kalamazoo Don?t want to boast But I know she?s the toast of Kalamazoo... Years have gone by; my, my, how she grew I
, D, E, F, G, H I got a gal in Kalamazoo Don't want to boast But I know she's the toast of Kalamazoo... Years have gone by; my, my, how she grew I
z g??ami, wole pod wierchami Wypi? ma?e piwko Bo g??om Zawsze naprzeciwko morze jest, dlatego G??z g??'... Kto nie lubi chodzi? w g?? Z tego s?once
wspak by m??d nowa Z tob? i obok ciebie. . . Daj mi znak, mo?e list napisz mi, napisz chocia? Na poczcie t?ok Z takich s???list??wych z?o?e wz??lchemiczny
dzisiaj w nocy imie moje i postaw krzy? a przy krzy?yku znak ciszy posyp go popio?em je?li Bog istnieje sto zim i ani jedno lato a czasem okruch z twego
dzieli cie od snu... Za tob? dzien... przemocy... co nas... Popycha do z?a... ob?udy i k?amstw... Ten jeden krok... droga w do?... To twojej duszy g?
g?uchy nocy krzyk My?li zaszczutych z?udny cien Ob??kanczy sen fantazj? nie by? Sk?pane we krwi noc i dzien ?ni?e? w nim, ?e w imie swej nacji Zabra?e
I nasta? czas, ?e wyla? HADES! I nie pomo?e nic, gdy zmieszasz rope z krwi? niewinnych ludzi - Stado owiec... prowadzi w DO?... i zjada PETROBO?EK! Terribilis
Now that I'm hot these bitches still love me (Why?) Cause I'm far from ugly Everywhere I go they wanna kiss and hug me They say "Dopeman, dopeman! I got
there, and I'm all right (Animal rights) It don't matter what hood, I'm good, any state, I'm straight I'm getting cake, and I'm all right (Animal rights
reverse the outcome I'm like - TOUGH! I'm not a biter I'm a writer for myself and others I say a B.I.G. verse, I'm only biggin up my brother Biggin up
space I get the better I write, ohh Whenever I write, but, if, ever I write I need the space to say whatever I like, now I just [Chorus: Jay-Z] + (Pharrell
head of black music That's what I'm talkin bout right there homey - G, whattup G? Yessir, e'rybody in the Roc Hey Guru, I know you spoiled man I be takin
in town, you send him a short message Say, "Hey, I'm new in town, I don't know my way around but I got some soft white that's sure to come back brown
can drip in the club You know how niggaz get in the club Shit you know how I be, all high in V.I.P. Rolling up to B.I.G. (bay-bay) Niggaz be all liquored
bright, I rip through mics plus I push more powder than Crystal Light Chick mad, said I hold my pistol too tight Get a grip bitch, this how I get through